Since he couldn't get into Ruolin's house now, Han Haoxuan decided to send Ruolin to his house.
This studio apartment is Han Haoxuan's private studio. Apart from Anxi, he has never brought any other women here.
He carried Ruolin into the bedroom, carefully placed her on the bed, and was about to leave when a long, slender arm wrapped around his neck: "Daddy... don't go."
Han Haoxuan felt somewhat embarrassed, but at the same time, he felt a little sorry for him.
He gently stroked her smooth, soft hand and said softly, "Those are all in the past. From now on, I will spend the days with you."
The desk lamp emitted a soft, yellow light, which made Ruolin's face look even more delicate and charming.
Han Haoxuan was somewhat mesmerized, and his hand involuntarily touched her cheek. Her delicate and smooth skin was slightly hot, which made his heart tingle.
She clearly liked him too, but she always vehemently denied it. She said she had no feelings for him, that she hated him too much to even think about it, and that her affairs were none of his business. If it were really that simple and straightforward, why would she entrust him with taking her home drunk?
She's clearly lying! She's clearly a master liar, yet her face is so innocent, pure, and captivating.
Keep pretending, Shen Ruolin, let's see how long you can keep it up!
Thinking about how his mind had been tormented by her all these days, he couldn't help but hate her. At the same time, the evil thoughts that had been lurking before resurfaced.
Han Haoxuan's slender fingers lightly touched Ruolin's flawless skin, but a strange spark shone in his eyes. A moment later, he leaned down and kissed the softest lips on her delicate face…
Ruolin was still half-asleep when she couldn't help but murmur softly.
However, this seemingly insignificant murmur could not stop the raging fire. Fueled by a bit of alcohol, Han Haoxuan's desire to possess her grew stronger.
At first, he kissed her with extreme tenderness, as if handling a fragile porcelain doll, but seeing that she didn't react, he forcefully pried open her teeth and intertwined his lips and tongue with hers. A low moan escaped her throat, only fueling his arrogance.
Although her pink evening gown was very form-fitting, the zipper was in the back, and it took Han Haoxuan some time to take it off because he was afraid of waking her. He was actually conflicted; he wanted to awaken her love for him in this way, but he didn't want her to be like this with him while she was unconscious. However, he was also afraid that once she regained consciousness, she would no longer give him any chance to get close to her.
Before she could think, Han Haoxuan's burning lips, accompanied by his scalding breath, pressed against Ruolin's lips, neck, collarbone, and chest... At the same time, his large, warm hands roamed restlessly over her underwear. Ruolin, unaccustomed to such teasing, eventually woke up, but she had drunk quite a bit, her mind was still hazy, and her body felt weak.
"You...don't do this." Ruolin tried to push Han Haoxuan away, but felt weak all over and couldn't muster any strength.
"No, I won't let you go again." Han Haoxuan finished speaking and kissed her again, silencing her words. Unexpectedly, Ruolin suddenly bit his lip, applying a little force. He winced in pain, pulled away from her lips, wiped his lips, and looked at his fingers—there was bright red blood. This fueled his anger even more: "Shen Ruolin, do you really hate me that much? I don't believe it!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he continued kissing her like a madman, a kiss mingled with the sweet, metallic taste of blood and the fragrance of red wine. This time, Ruolin did not refuse him, letting him kiss her again and again.
However, Han Haoxuan was clearly not satisfied with just kissing her today. His desire and anger mingled together, like a wild beast in heat; once it began, it was unstoppable, and its onslaught was fierce and overwhelming.
Enraged, Han Haoxuan completely lost his usual gentle and refined demeanor. Like a furious lion, he almost violently tore off Ruolin's only underwear and threw it forcefully onto the floor.
Whether Ruolin was already disoriented or realized that she was doomed and simply gave up resisting, she closed her eyes and let Han Haoxuan do a series of things to her.
"Do you know who I am? I want you to look at me!" Even when his army was at the gates, this domineering man did not forget to declare his ownership and show his victorious attitude.
Ruolin opened her hazy eyes as instructed, gazing at Han Haoxuan. He seemed so unfamiliar, yet so familiar. She knew he loved her. She actually wanted to be with him too. Since they loved each other, what harm was there in indulging just once?
“I know…” Ruolin said softly.
"Then tell me my name."
"Han Haoxuan..."
“Very good… I will try to be gentle with you, don’t be afraid…” Han Haoxuan seemed very satisfied with Ruolin’s answer, and his words and actions became much gentler.
However, a woman's first time is always painful. Even though Han Haoxuan was gentle, Ruolin couldn't help but wince in pain. He moved against her body, her softness enveloping his hardness. His breathing became heavy and rapid, but she turned her head to the side, forcing herself to endure it.
"If it hurts... you can cry out..." His hot breath lingered in her ear.
Ruolin gritted her teeth, refusing to cry out in pain, her forehead already covered in fine beads of sweat.
When he finally finished, he lay on top of her and said, "You are mine... no one can take you away."
There really are such domineering men who, even after conquering and seizing territory, will still declare their ownership once again.
Yes, no matter what, from tonight onwards, she belongs to him. She couldn't deny it anymore; he had already left his mark on her.
He loved her, and she loved him. Their souls and bodies had intertwined. They should belong to each other, right?
Chapter Fifty
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When Ruolin woke up the next day, she still felt headache and weakness.
In the unfamiliar, masculine bedroom, with its comfortable and spacious bed, she touched her slightly dizzy forehead, trying hard to remember where she was.
Although she had drunk too much last night, she still vaguely remembered that Han Haoxuan had taken her home, and then she had half-heartedly gone with him... Just thinking about this made Ruolin's face flush.
Is this Han Haoxuan's home?
So, is Han Haoxuan still in bed at this moment?
Ruolin cautiously glanced around—no one was there!
Is it already late? He's already up! Oh no, I have to go to work today!
What time is it? Ruolin reached for her phone, but couldn't find it after searching for a while.
She sat up, wrapped herself in a thin blanket, and then pulled back a corner of the heavy curtains, letting in bright sunlight.
Good heavens, the sun is already so bright, she's definitely going to be late! She's let down the editor-in-chief's trust in her, and she's also let down the newly added bonus! Ruolin frantically searched for her clothes to put on, but all she found were her torn underwear on the floor.
"You're awake? You drank too much last night. Get some rest. I've already asked Fang Qiang for leave for you." Han Haoxuan, dressed neatly and looking radiant, pushed open the door and entered.
Meanwhile, Ruolin was mourning her ripped underwear, which Han Haoxuan had torn to shreds! Seeing that Han Haoxuan had caught her in this miserable state, she was filled with shame and indignation, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
"Here, have a bowl of hangover soup first. It'll make you feel better." Han Haoxuan brought over a bowl of soup and said in an exceptionally gentle tone, as if he were persuading a child to take medicine.
Ruolin wrapped herself even tighter in the thin blanket as she took the bowl from his hands.
"Be careful, it's hot," Han Haoxuan warned.
Han Haoxuan's attitude at this moment was completely different from last night. If he was a furious lion last night, he was no different from a docile lamb at this moment.
Ruolin naturally wouldn't go against her body, and obediently finished the bowl of soup.
"How is it? Is it good?" Han Haoxuan asked anxiously, noticing Ruolin's slightly furrowed brows. This was a soup he had spent a long time making; he found the recipe on Baidu, and bought the ingredients early that morning at the nearby supermarket.
"What time is it now?" Ruolin asked him a question that seemed completely irrelevant.
"It's exactly 10:00 AM Beijing time," Han Haoxuan replied seriously.
"I have to go now……"
"You can rest here. I've already asked for leave for you, so you don't need to go to work today," Han Haoxuan interrupted her.
“I know, you already said that. I mean, I’m leaving now.”
Ruolin's words hurt Han Haoxuan's pride once again. It turned out that she hated this place and wanted to sever ties with him, to erase everything that happened last night as if nothing had ever happened, which was why she was so eager to leave.
But Han Haoxuan tried his best to control his emotions, deliberately putting on an indifferent attitude and saying, "Okay, if your health allows, if you don't mind wearing my clothes on the street right now, you can leave right now, immediately." After saying that, he picked up the empty bowl, turned around and walked towards the door.
Although he spoke softly, Ruolin could still detect a hint of anger in his voice. This man was indeed easily provoked. Ruolin scoffed inwardly.
However, these words had an effect on Ruolin. Indeed, she was still feeling unwell; she was dizzy and tired, and her underwear was torn. She had to either wear his clothes or her own tattered ones. In short, she couldn't leave unless he prepared clothes for her.
Just as Han Haoxuan was about to step out of the room, he heard Ruolin's gentle voice coming from behind him: "Haoxuan... come here, I have something to tell you."
Han Haoxuan's back stiffened noticeably. Ruolin always called him by his full name fiercely, but this time she unexpectedly called him "Haoxuan" and did so so gently.
He stopped, turned around, and saw Ruolin waving at him with a smile: "What are you afraid of? Come here."
Han Haoxuan rarely saw Ruolin smile at him so gently. His expression immediately changed from an iceberg to a volcano, and he scurried over like a pet waiting for a princess to summon him.
"I want to discuss something with you..." Ruolin seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage before she spoke.
"What is it?"
"Um... well... other women must have come here before, right..." Ruolin stammered.
"What do you mean?" Han Haoxuan had no idea what tricks Ruolin was up to.
"You should have their clothes here, right? Could you pick out an outfit that suits me?" Ruolin blurted out her purpose.
"Shen Ruolin!" Han Haoxuan roared, transforming into a furious lion once more.
Ruolin couldn't understand what Han Haoxuan had to be angry about. She was only trying to save him money. He was such a big spender; if he bought expensive clothes, she would be in debt to him again.
"Shen Ruolin, what exactly do you take me for? A little animal that comes when called and goes when dismissed? Or a playboy who only knows how to toy with women? What if I told you that I have never brought any other woman home besides my ex-girlfriends and you!" Han Haoxuan said this with a very serious expression.
"Well, I wasn't wrong. You did bring other women back!" Ruolin put on an innocent expression, but she felt a little sad inside. After all, she wasn't his first woman.
"Even if I bring a woman back, I won't bring just any woman back. I'll only bring back the woman I love! Do you understand, Shen Ruolin?" Han Haoxuan roared as he gripped Ruolin's shoulders, as if he wanted to break her shoulder blades.
Ruolin never expected that Han Haoxuan would also transform into the roaring cult leader in a Qiong Yao drama.
"Why are you so agitated? I was just making a hypothetical scenario. Besides, when I asked you to give me other women's clothes, it wasn't because I wanted to waste money," Ruolin said calmly.
"No! You are yourself, you are Shen Ruolin, you can only wear your own clothes, not other people's clothes!" At this moment, Han Haoxuan seemed to be possessed by the soul of the Roaring Cult Master.
"Oh? So you were in such a hurry to buy me a new dress at the hotel yesterday, was it because you didn't want to see me wearing Xinyu's clothes?"
"So what if it is?"
"Then I can only blame myself for being presumptuous. I thought you were concerned about me and worried I'd catch a cold!"
"Shen Ruolin, do you really want to drive me to my death before you're satisfied?" Han Haoxuan was almost going crazy.
"Haoxuan, how could I dare to make you angry? I'm too busy trying to please you. I'm your woman now, aren't I? You said it yourself last night, don't forget..." Ruolin's tone was very gentle.
"I haven't forgotten...and I won't forget." The Roaring Cult Leader's soul finally drifted away, and Han Haoxuan returned to being the elegant, magnanimous, and poised man he always was. He took Ruolin's left hand and, as if by magic, placed a sparkling diamond ring on her ring finger. "I originally planned to propose to you in a few days, but I can't wait any longer. Because your emotions are so unpredictable, I almost thought you didn't want me anymore."
The diamond ring emitted a dazzling light, which stung Ruolin's eyes.
"This ring, you prepared it for another woman, didn't you? Otherwise, how could you have it so quickly?" Ruolin shook her left hand. Although the ring was the perfect size for her and looked beautiful on her hand, she still felt that Han Haoxuan couldn't possibly have prepared an engagement ring for her in such a short time.
"I prepared this for my future marriage partner. I started preparing it several years ago, but unfortunately I haven't met a suitable person yet. This time, it has finally come in handy. Is it suitable?"
"Yes, it looks pretty good."
"Does your wearing this mean you've accepted my proposal?"
"..." You put it on yourself, didn't you?
"What are you still hesitating about? You just said yourself that you're my woman. What, do you want to back out?" Han Haoxuan said as he leaned closer.
"Spare me, Han Haoxuan, I haven't recovered my strength yet."
"What do you mean?" Han Haoxuan looked at Ruolin with a sly smile. "Did you say you'd be with me after you regain your strength... hmm?" His lips brushed against Ruolin's ear, making her feel a surge of infatuation.
"Could you go buy me a set of underwear that fits me first?"
"Okay. But let me work on your underwear for a bit first..."